A View of All the Lesser Classes

"Hey, Nagami, isn't this too dangerous?"

Mori Nene looked at Nagami, who was rolling up his sleeves, with a worried expression.

"I'm going up!"

After selecting a tree of suitable height, Nagami shouted. Before his voice even faded, he jumped from where he stood, reaching for the rough trunk and gripping the first protruding branch with force.

With a sudden burst of strength from his back and arms, he hoisted his entire body weight onto the branch in a simple pull-up motion.

He kicked his legs against the trunk and climbed upward; though his movements weren't particularly agile, they possessed the aesthetic of raw, brute force.

The bark was rough and slightly damp, but the calluses on his hands protected his skin, and he didn't mind it at all.

As he climbed, his fingertips brushed against the moss remaining on the trunk, the slick sensation making him slightly repulsed.

His sneakers kicked against the tree, one step after another, sending fine bits of dirt and withered leaves raining down.

When he reached the middle section, he paused to continue observing his climbing path.

"Be careful!"

Mori Nene was at a loss on the ground, the only thing she could do being to remind Nagami to stay safe.

The wind blew through the canopy, leaves rustling as if to remind him that he was at a great height.

The view from up high opened up, revealing the rolling mountains in the distance.

He took a deep breath, a satisfied smile appearing on his face, and shouted.

"The view from up here is the best!"

He looked down toward the direction he had come from, where the once-lively campfire of Class D had become a tiny dot.

In the distance, the lingering smoke of four campfires appeared.

"Splitting up? Interesting!"

After comparing the map in his head with what he saw before him, Nagami calculated the approximate coordinates.

Nagami and Mori Nene traveled along the east side of the map.

"The outposts on this route are really well-hidden. Good thing I stood high and saw far."

Nagami used the Trust Card in his hand to check in fairly, earning 10,000 points for 8 hours.

"Sugoi, Nagami-kun."

Mori Nene wondered if Nagami was implying something, hinting that she was short.

After walking and stopping for an hour, they finally arrived near the first camp they intended to visit.

"Luck is on our side. The first one is the Class B camp."

Nagami said as he looked at the familiar faces.

"Oh, isn't this Nagami-kun?"

Not long after arriving, they were immediately greeted by Class B.

"Honami, I even climbed a tree just to find you guys."

"Couldn't you have just asked via Line? Is Kagami's phone broken?"

After meeting him, Ichinose expressed her confusion regarding Nagami's tree-climbing antics.

A few black lines appeared on Nagami's forehead; the fact that electronic devices weren't banned on this camping trip had momentarily slipped his mind.

"Right, I had to climb the tree to locate the other classes. After all, not everyone is willing to tell me their class's camping location."

"Oh, I see! I knew it, Kagami wouldn't be that silly. Hahaha."

Nagami praised his own wit internally! At the same time, he looked at the surrounding environment of the Class B camp.

"Honami, I suggest you find someone to keep watch by the stream. You know those petty people in Class C often do underhanded things; it wouldn't be good if they put laxatives in your water."

"That makes sense. Thank you, Kagami."

"Oh, Honami, your class is truly harmonious. The tents are arranged in a circle—a genius idea."

"That was my idea. It not only blocks the wind but also maximizes the heat absorbed from the campfire."

Kanzaki suddenly appeared, speaking while looking at the girl behind Nagami.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce her. This is Mori Nene from Class D."

"Nene, this honest-looking male student is Honami's lackey, Kanzaki Ryuji."

"Konnichiwa, Mori Nene." "Konnichiwa, Kanzaki."

After the two greeted each other, Kanzaki retorted.

"Don't underestimate me, Nagami. Under Ichinose-san's leadership, every student in Class B is equal."

"The atmosphere in Class B is truly enviable."

If you like this book, please remember to add it to your bookshelf so you don't lose it next time.

Mori Nene said.

"Unlike Kagami, who keeps changing his beautiful entourage, truly worthy of a student who moonlights at a host club."

Ichinose squinted through half-closed eyes, glancing at Nagami from a 45-degree angle, seemingly somewhat displeased.

"I'll state this again: that is definitely a rumor spread by people jealous of me! I have never worked as a host."

Nagami said righteously.

"Sorry, Nene. Just a joke, you don't mind, do you?"

Ichinose gripped Nene's hands tightly, gazing at her with sincere eyes.

"It's okay."

Mori Nene said in a soft tone.

"The house-playing ends here. I have serious business to discuss, let's find a place where no one is around."

Nagami gave Ichinose a wink, and she understood immediately.

The two walked to a place with a wide field of vision, far enough that even if someone were eavesdropping, they wouldn't be able to hear their conversation.

"Kagami, have you discovered another loophole in the rules? Like forging cards or something?"

"No, this time is different from the Uninhabited Island. The Uninhabited Island focused on inter-class competition, which is why they set up Leader Cards."

"But with these Trust Cards, everyone's permissions are almost identical, making forged cards meaningless. This suggests the school is testing the level of unity within the classes."

"Unity? I don't think Class B has any students who would run off on their own; everyone is a good kid."

"If I'm not mistaken, Honami, you've formed a triangle with Shiranami and Kanzaki, right?"

"Uh, hearing you put it that way, Kagami, it sounds like a love triangle from a drama. That's right, you guessed correctly again."

Nagami analyzed:

This special exam is an opportunity for those excellent students who have the ability to promote to Class A but are held back by their class.

It is also a chance for the underdogs who lack strength to create variables. After several special exams throughout the semester, Class C and Class D are no longer as ambitious as they were when they first enrolled.

Once they recognize the gap in ability, they will likely slack off during special exams involving inter-class competition. Class A would only need to keep an eye on Class B to rest easy, a situation the school does not want to see.

Thus, they designed this Trust Game special exam to stir up the stagnant water. Everyone can earn 4,000,000 Trust Points by seriously competing for strongholds, and exchanging them for a Class Transfer Ticket is undoubtedly hope for the bottom-tier classes.

It seems Class A is unaffected, as they only need to lie flat to receive huge point rewards, and the Class Transfer Ticket is the most useless thing for them.

So, is it really that simple?

Nagami smiled slightly, the corner of his mouth tilting to the right involuntarily, much like a certain god of war.

"Wow, and then? And then? Why are you stopping at the most critical moment, Kagami?"

Ichinose was listening intently when she was left hanging by Nagami.

"Hmph, there is only one truth."

"That is..."

"That is what?"

"That is..."

Ichinose's hands trembled with excitement, her eyes full of anticipation, like an old man sitting in front of the TV every day waiting for the lottery results.

"You can transfer someone from Class A into Class D."

"Nani!!!"

Ichinose couldn't help but raise her voice by an octave, and the surrounding birds were startled into flight by the sound.

After falling into a moment of thought, she suddenly realized the terrifying nature of the Class Transfer Ticket.

If the Class Transfer Ticket does not restrict the consent of the individual and does not restrict the user.

Then, if Sakayanagi from Class A were transferred into Class D, the entire order of Class A would completely collapse.

It's too sinister, too despicable, and too unexpected.

This method could only be thought of by someone born evil, like U...

As a beacon of righteousness, Ichinose could never have thought of this method.

"I'm going to call Hoshinomiya-sensei!"

"Hi, Sensei, it's Honami. I have a question..."

Nagami wore an expression that was thirty percent cold, thirty percent mocking, and forty percent indifferent, as if he had known the result all along.

Ichinose began to feel fortunate that Nagami was born in a peaceful era.

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